Gryffar (Male Human/Female Gryffar)
A "gryffar" (evil gryphon) abducts a human man from a village... but things are not what they seem.
When she abducted him, the human feared for his life. The gryphon who'd simply swooped down, plucked him from the earth and carried him off was all-black – black feathers, black pantherlike pelt, black beak and red-glowing eyes. She was one of the “gryffar", a member of a race of once-normal gryphons who'd been cursed by a foul sorcerer long ago, cursed to hear a malevolent _ voice _ in their heads that commanded them to kill, and kill and kill again - ceasing their carnage only to breed - until they died.
The man had heard stories of the gryffar - of their unbelievable savagery and cruelty; how they would even slaughter their non-gryffar kin, and even each other when there was no prey to butcher. Thus, when this particular gryffar landed at her nest, a cave high in the seaside cliffs, far from the simple village the man called home, the poor human man expected to be 'played with' then gored apart and eaten… but what actually happened surprised him greatly. After harassing, worrying, and outright near-bullying him into the back of the cave where her nest-bed was, the female gryffar did indeed tear something apart; with her cruel hooked beak and talons she shredded his clothing and tore it off his body, the young man too terrified to fight back.
Then, once the young man was as naked as a newborn babe, the she-gryffar nipped and pecked and worried him down onto the surprisingly soft furs that made up her bed, before settling down with him. Stretching herself out she pressed herself full body against him, burying him in thick fluff and soft feathers, wrapping a wing about him. Only when he was secure did she calm, her frantic breathing easing off, and when he looked into her red eyes, the man saw that she was deeply saddened, her crimson gaze misted with tears. “I! Sorry! Take! You!" she chirruped softly in broken, barely understandable English. “Need! You! Quiet! Voice!" she trilled softly again.
“H-How?" the young man stuttered. Relaxing, a deep sigh of relief leaving her body, the female gryffar chirruped, “Touch! I! Pet! I! Love! I! You! Touch! Feel! I! Voice! Quiet! No! Kill!" In awe, the human man did as she asked – he petted her, caressed her, stroked all of her he could reach, burying his hands deep into her thick fur and feathers – and at his touch, the voice in her head howled, withered and then went quiet; at last, it was gone, though not forever. The sheer relief of the poor gryffar was palpable, the tension within her body melted and when the voice in her head was rendered mute she burst into silent tears, holding her human close.
Licking his face, nuzzling him, she gasped softly as he stroked along her belly and teats, then over her shoulders, up to her plumage and crest; his hands were everywhere, and she luxuriated unashamedly in the gentle pleasure of his touch that made the voice silent. He petted, stroked, and caressed every inch of her he could reach until both he and she fell asleep together. That night, as always, the voice returned in her dreams, first cajoling, then commanding her to KILL the PREY THING in her NEST but now her human was with her - and she could feel him pressed against her body - she stubbornly beat the voice down. “No! Kill I!" she barked internally to the malevolence in her head. “You! No! Have! Me! Man! Have! I! Now! AWAY! GO! YOU!"
Later, (much later, after the two had gotten to know each other a little better), one night, before she fell asleep with him, the female gryffar gaped open her beak; then lapped at his member with a very long tongue. When her human was hard (she was amazed by him, that he had no barbs, like her kin) she cawed softly, then eased him gently inside her, shuddering before she sighed, "Two! Now! One..." Turning herself over onto her back to bring him atop her, the gryffar pulled her human close, then wrapped her fore and hind legs around his body. Moving her long, slender, leonine tail up between his legs, she laid its length along his back, bringing her ebony wings up to cover his body, embracing him completely, pulling his length deep inside her.
As time passed, man and gryffar held each other close - nuzzling, kissing, and occasionally murmuring soft words to each other - as the big female "rippled" her internal muscles, performing an intricate, and indescribable series of vaginal contractions around his erection which brought them both pleasure. When it happened - many countless hours after she'd first taken him into her - their shared climax was long, lazy, and beautiful. Trilling soft and birdlike, the ebony gryffar female bathed his length with a flood of thick, sweet essence, the rippling and contracting of her internal muscles making her human moan quietly as he came repeatedly, his seed rushing from his member to spill into her heated, fiery depths.
Looking deep into her human's eyes, her crimson gaze filled with desperation, frantically, the gryffar whispered, "Name! I! Please! Love! You! Name! I! __Name! I! _ Name! I!" The man's eyes widened; her desperation surely meant that this was something of deep importance; thus, without questioning why, he spoke the first name that came to mind, that he somehow _knew was right. "Diana," he breathed. "Your name... is Diana, and I love you so much..." In that instant, the gryffar, Diana, closed her eyes and shivered, her body briefly contorting as she choked and then burst into tears. With his naming of her, and his confession of love, at last, the _ voice _ within her screamed, howled, withered and died. "You! I! Love! __You! I! Love! _ You! I! Love! _You! I! Love!" she babbled brokenly. Opening her eyes, still crimson though no longer glowing with malevolent magic, she stared deep into his, body relaxed, free. _"Free! Am! I! Voice! Gone! Free..." _